"Why does it feel worse? Wife, it's all my fault, I spun you too hard, sorry."
At this moment, Abel was a bit frazzled.
He then turned his head to look at Jocelyn and said, "Jocelyn, please do something, my wife is throwing up even more, and, if I just turn my wife like that, will it affect the health of my wife and the fetus?"
Jocelyn looked at Abel's nervous look and felt even more that he cared about Paige as well as the baby.
Jocelyn shook her head, "It's okay, don't worry, in a minute, it'll be fine."
Abel, "Really? Should I call an ambulance?"
Paige did not hold back and gave Abel a blank stare, "Abel, can you not be so exaggerated?"
Abel rubbed his head in aggravation, "Oh, I'm mostly worried about you."
Paige was panting and dry heaving while saying, "I'm fine, you guys go wait for me outside, I'll be ready in a minute."
Abel shook his head and insisted to, "No."
Paige stopped paying attention to him and just continued to dry heave into the toilet.
The feeling of vomiting was very strong, but Paige could not throw up anything.
Such a feeling is more unpleasant than just vomiting.
"With so many of us here, it will cause a lack of air circulation, Abel stay, let's go back to the private room." Jocelyn added.
The others nodded, and then, together with Jocelyn, returned to the private room.
After they all left, Paige's dry heaving continued.
At this instant, looking at Paige suffering so much, the original feeling of joy in Abel's heart over the matter of Paige's pregnancy began to fade away.
Looking at her like this, his happiness diminished.
Inside, there is more heartache, even guilt.
He felt that it was really hard for a woman to carry a pregnancy.
"I'm sorry, I'm the one who made you suffer." Abel continued to gently stroke Paige's back and said again.
With these words, he then put up three fingers with a serious face and swore earnestly, "I promise, I will treat you well, in this life, if I dare to treat you badly, I will be fucking struck by lightning."
This woman who had to put in so much hardship to bear and raise child for himself, he must be doubly kind to her.
Spend the rest of his life caring for her and doting on her.
At these words, Paige once again felt warm and fuzzy inside.
By this time, the churning sensation in the pit of her stomach was fading away.
She is back to normal.
She slowly stood up and looked at Abel and said, "Do you have to be so heartbroken? I just vomited."
Paige knew Abel very well why Abel, at this moment, suddenly swore.
Abel immediately got up and subconsciously supported Paige, saying, "No, what do you mean just vomit? And is dry heaving a common occurrence?"
Paige blinked and looked at Abel with a caring retarded look on her face, "Isn't it normal for pregnant women? It's nothing, just grit teeth and get over it."
Abel, "Although it's a normal reaction, it's hard. Other men can treat this as not important thing, but me no."
"Even if you dry heave, I'm still heartbroken." Abel said again.
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